Our Father
A father is his daughters first love
Knowing she is pure and free like a white dove
He cares for them with all he can
He is his sons number one fan
On this day we celebrate fathers
Whether single or married they still prosper
Even though the father above is far more great
He assigned us fathers to lead us to faith
I am my fathers daughter and I happily accept that fact
Because he always tries to be there when I need his back
A father is loving and caring
Not one single father on Earth comparing
And you have done so much to hear me say
I love you daddy, happy fathers day
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